Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker Chapter 311: Selfless Extremity, The World Is About to Reviv

"Ding! The Funeral Slave of the State of Selflessness has murderous intent towards your son. Upholding the principle that paternal love is like a mountain and the father must prevail, your cultivation will be elevated to the State of Selflessness and be invincible within the sa realm!"

The system’s notification rang out.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan felt his body undergo yet another trendous transformation, an incomparably surging power filled his body and Primordial Spirit. He even felt a new ability.

State of Selflessness!

Upon entering the State of Selflessness, one can temporarily detach from the heavens and the earth, transcending the bounds of space, evading all harm.

Of course, this so-called "everything" is also relative. If there are strong beings who surpassed the State of Selflessness significantly, they must possess more terrifying ans that might forcibly break through the State of Selflessness.

"Whoosh!!"

At this mont, Qin Zi, like a teor, collided with the rapidly expanding skull’s bloody maw, as if precisely feeding it.

He resolutely closed his eyes.

Forward, forward, forward!

At this mont, he cast aside all fear. This was not just courage; it was also his trust in his father.

Father would definitely not let him die. Since this was the case, he just had to charge forward, so why be afraid!

"Boom——"

Finally, a loud explosion sounded, light startling the heavens, and the sky within ten thousand ters shattered like a mirror!

"Crash!"

A violent hurricane swept in from the front, blowing Qin Zi’s long hair backward, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The sky ahead shattered, transforming into a dark void. A blinding flash and terrifying shock wave from the explosion swept over like a tsunami, seemingly flattening everything.

Yet a familiar silhouette stood in front of him, blocking all the shock waves, supporting a sky overhead for him.

That silhouette.

White clothes whiter than snow, tall as a mountain!

"Dad..."

He softly called, his voice slightly trembling, as if the suppressed fear and present emotion were bursting forth together.

This feeling made him want to cry.

It was as if he could endure many grievances alone, but upon seeing the closest person, he suddenly cried.

"You did well."

Qin Chuan slowly turned his head, revealing a comforting and kind smile.

His smiling profile appeared exceptionally radiant under the light, exuding warmth.

"Die, all must die..."

At this ti, the muddled voice sounded again, and a massive skull slowly rose from the front.

That feeling.

Just like standing on the edge of a cliff, seeing an enormous creature rise from below, it was too huge — because it was too close, one couldn’t see the whole picture!

"Begone."

Qin Chuan coldly snorted, side-stepped, raised his left hand, and suddenly exerted force in his wrist, pressing forward.

This press seed casual, yet the power generated was earth-shattering!

"Boom——"

The massive skull unexpectedly shattered into countless pieces with a loud bang, flying backward.

Simply invincible!

However, after those fragnts flew tens of thousands of ters away, they smoothly reassembled.

Yes, smoothly.

Just like a prearranged procedure, all the fragnts flew to the corresponding positions and then joined together, restoring their original form.

Nonetheless, despite this, its size shrank by a circle, and its aura weakened considerably.

"Die, all must die."

It murmured softly, the two ghostly blue flas in its eyes slowly detached from the sockets, then rapidly expanded into two intensely blazing ghostly blue suns, crashing towards Qin Chuan and Qin Zi.

"Boom boom boom!"

These two suns were horrifying, and wherever they passed, the void distorted, and countless Chaos Energy boiled like hot water.

The power could no longer be described as burning heaven and boiling seas — it was world-ending level strength. In a world with only the Martial Emperor, this power was indeed sufficient to destroy the world.

Yet Qin Chuan remained unfazed, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, punching out, and Vast Power erupted mightily.

"Bang! Bang!!"

Almost simultaneously, the two ghostly blue suns erupted, and not only that, the fist light transford into a beam, smashing once more onto the skull.

"Crack!"

The skull shattered, a multitude of fragnts flew backward again, attempting to reassemble.

However, before they could, Qin Chuan opened his right hand, grasping the void fiercely.

"Buzz!!"

The void seed to be grasped by an invisible giant hand, violently shrinking, squeezing the fragnts into a cluster.

"Ahhhh——"

A shrill scream emitted from the white fragnts, erupting blue flas, similar to dry ice igniting.

"Roar!"

The blue flas converged, forming a hazy aged silhouette, which let out a long howling roar.

Instantly, the binding force from Qin Chuan’s grasp broke, and a terrifying force viciously counterattacked him.

"What is this!"

Qin Chuan’s expression slightly changed — this aged phantom was most likely a remnant consciousness from the skull’s forr life.

This ant that when alive, this skull had surpassed the State of Selflessness, and the system evaluated its realm based on its current strength.

"The system previously ntioned it was a Funeral Slave, perhaps it’s the sacrificial occupant of an unprecedented grand tomb?!"

Countless thoughts flashed through Qin Chuan’s mind—this skull surpassed the State of Selflessness during life, yet was rely a sacrificial dead. Then how powerful must the tomb owner be?

This Nine Cang Realm is not simple!

He had thought it was just an ordinary lower realm, but the rise of prodigies over the past decade was extrely unusual. Coupled with this terrifying Funeral Slave, he could almost deduce there was sothing peculiar about the Nine Cang Realm.

Moreover, he had recently learned the Nine Cang Realm had a vast Burial Area, suspected to be remnants of this world’s prehistoric civilization.

"Therefore, a long ti ago, the Nine Cang Realm might have been a splendid world. After its fall... is it about to resurge?!"

World resurgence!

Thinking of this term, he felt an inexplicable excitent; wouldn’t this imply large-scale business opportunities and chances to grow stronger?!

"Boom!"

No ti to ponder further, the counterforce had already swept in, like a billion thunders striking Qin Chuan simultaneously.

An ordinary State of Selflessness expert would be severely injured under this force, even losing half their life!

But Qin Chuan’s foundation was imnsely profound.

He roared lowly, his whole body glowing, as if each cell inside had transford into an eternal Divine Furnace, spewing flas, turning his body into an Undying Body, indestructible.

"Dang dang dang!"

His body emitted a series of muffled sounds, as if countless steel rods were repeatedly banging against a large bell.

Ultimately, he resisted the counterforce.

"Perish for !"

Then, he fiercely stomped in the void, behind him appeared a pair of crimson gold wings, rushing against ti towards the aged phantom.

"Pfft—"

He shone brilliantly like a Long Spear, penetrating the aged phantom in a billionth of a second.

"I’m unwilling..."

The aged voice let out a low whimper, then vanished like smoke, and the pile of skull fragnts rapidly turned to ashes.

The Funeral Slave fell completely.

"Eh, what’s this?"

Suddenly, Qin Chuan noticed, from those skull ashes, a blue-gold Token fell down.